Ye Shubai is the best swordsman in the world. The profession of swordsmanship requires elegance and agility, and only speed is invincible. When it comes to speed, no one dares to compete with him.
So at the moment when the huge black shadow loomed over his head, Ye Shubai rose up and leaped into the air to avoid the unknown creature.
However, that thing did not intend to attack him. With a loud "bang", a huge hole was smashed out on the open space of the exquisite courtyard.
Smoke and fire covered the entire field of vision, and it was almost impossible to see what was inside. The only thing that could be heard was the clear and proud voice of a young boy mumbling something in an obscure dragon language.
After the smoke and dust cleared, the first thing that came into Ye Shubai's sight was a huge snow-white belly. Because it was so heavy and round, the flesh on it trembled when it breathed.
Looking up further, there is a hard golden-red skin that covers the big round head. With the head, it actually doesn't look like a pig anymore, but more like a fat lizard that has eaten too much.
But he had never seen a lizard with wings, especially a pair of wings that were too small compared to its body. He didn't know how it could get into the sky.
At this moment, this flying pig that is as big as a hill... or should we say it is a flying lizard
In short, it folded its wings, and its two fat and strong hind legs knelt on the ground with great difficulty because of too much flesh. Its two front paws also crawled on the ground, which was a standard kneeling posture. However, perhaps it was still proud and unwilling to accept the defeat, so its head tilted to the side, and its pair of golden round eyes rolled up desperately.
Ye Shubai's breathing stagnated for a moment, and the sourness that had just surged up had long since disappeared. Even someone as calm as him could actually be shocked like this one day, and he just stood there, lost in thought.
Fortunately, facial paralysis has its benefits. For example, in this situation, he can keep a calm attitude, so that the girl opposite cannot see what he is thinking during this period.
Wen Yun really didn't have the heart to observe Ye Shubai's expression at the moment. She looked at her dragon and said hesitantly: "I see you seem to have gained some weight?"
Charmander was furious and defended himself: "This is strong, understand? Strong! Besides, I have absorbed so much magic energy during this period of time, and I can't go out to move around, so it is inevitable that I will grow some muscles."
Wen Yun was used to seeing this and felt that the dragon didn't seem to have gained much weight, so he stopped worrying about the dragon's weight and rolled up his sleeves, then patted the giant dragon's head with his slender hand without any hesitation.
"Quick, thank your benefactor!"
Her force was so great that the dragon head immediately stuck to the ground.
The little fire dragon, who was so arrogant just now, was defeated. He hummed in dissatisfaction and said to Ye Shubai in a proud manner: "Thank you for being so considerate and knowing how to save the great Lord Fire Dragon from danger. I will not eat you because of your good performance. Okay, you can also kneel down and thank me for sparing your life."
As soon as he said this, Wen Yun slapped him on the forehead again as expected.
When she found Ye Shubai watching her take action, she explained awkwardly: "This is my staff spirit, it's a fire dragon. Although it's so big, it's actually just a child in terms of the age of the dragon clan. Children don't know much, so I can only beat it more. I'm not such a rough person..."
Charmander, who had been beaten twice, grumbled and retorted: "Bah, you beat me at least three times a day!"
Wen Yun beat the unfortunate kid for the third time with an expressionless face and verified its statement with his own experience.
Ye Shubai looked at the man and the dragon in silence, and finally asked hesitantly: "Is it a dragon?"
It's really not a pig
Unfortunately, none of the dragons understood his subtext. Instead, their eyes lit up and they looked very proud.
Wen Yun smiled and touched the dragon's head and said, "Yes, it was originally a rare fire dragon, and it is said to have the blood of a god. My dragon bone staff is made from its spine, and it has become my staff spirit."
The little fire dragon thought Wen Yun's introduction was not detailed enough, so he raised his head and puffed his chest, proudly introducing himself: "I am the great Fire Dragon, the descendant of the Dragon God, the most noble being in the world, and my family..."
It said a lot, but Ye Shubai didn't hear a word.
This voice, no doubt, was the guy who had arrogantly threatened me before.
But this look...
Actually, Ye Shubai does not judge people by their appearance, but he has also wondered what Xiaohong, the staff spirit that Wen Yun often praises as "unparalleled in talent, unparalleled in beauty, and a well-behaved and sensible personality", looks like.
From his voice, he sounded like a teenager, perhaps with a baby face similar to Xu Wanfeng. From his tone, he seemed quite arrogant, so he might be as handsome as Qian Lishen.
But he never expected that what he would see was a pig with wings.
Ye Shubai vaguely remembered that when they were on the magic boat before, Wen Yun had painted a dragon lantern for Shen Xinghai. At that time, he and Shen Xinghai both thought that Wen Yun's painting skills were terrible. They privately thought that she painted a pig instead of a dragon. Now it seems that he was too superficial. It turned out that her painting skills were so exquisite that he could not compare with her.
"I see."
He said this calmly, without asking Wen Yun why the staff spirit was completely different from what she described. It was as if he had known for a long time that "he" was actually "it", and was also aware that it was a fat dragon, so he calmly concealed the sourness that had quietly surged up in him earlier.
As expected, Wen Yun was frightened by Ye Shubai's calmness, and showed admiration on his face: "You were not surprised when you saw a dragon from the magic world for the first time. You are indeed a person who has seen the world. By the way, you actually guessed that the staff spirit is actually a dragon after knowing that my previous weapon was a dragon bone staff, right?"
"Yeah." Ye Shubai nodded shamelessly and accepted it.
"So you just moved to the back because you knew it was a little fat and would take up a lot of space after it appeared, so you were moving it to another place, right?"
"That's right." Ye Shubai finally managed to lie without blushing!
"You are so kind." Wen Yun looked up at him, her dark and bright eyes filled with emotion: "This is the best gift I have ever received."
The moonlight was like mercury flowing on the ground, enveloping this elegant man and woman. They stared at each other, their eyes entangled, and it couldn't be clear no matter how you looked at it.
And it, the great Lord Fire Dragon, was beaten to his knees tonight and was completely ignored.
What's even more hateful is that he had been stealing gifts for Wen Yun for hundreds of years. Although those gems were secretly taken back to the dragon's nest in the end, they were still given to him after all, right? This sentence "This is the best gift I have ever received" is just a slap in the face of Lord Fire Dragon!
The little fire dragon, who had been holding its anger for the whole night, finally couldn't hold it back any longer. It opened its big mouth and bit towards Wen Yun's head. Its movements were so fast that it was totally beyond the ability of a creature of its size to do.
This familiar taste satisfies!
Wen Yun's dull voice came out from the faucet: "Gan! You have bad breath, let me go!"
Ye Shubai: “…”
To be honest, he has lived for five hundred years, and the biggest scenes he has seen were not as big as today.
At Wen Yun's strong request, the little fire dragon reluctantly shrank its body again and again, and finally it grew from the size of a hill to the size of a stone.
It had slept for hundreds of years, and now it was in good spirits. It had not slept all night, and took advantage of the dark and windy night to fly between the peaks to inspect the new territory. Finally, it took back a few decorative gems and spiritual beads from the most magnificent hall of the first peak...
After working hard all night, it was too lazy to go into the house and find a place to sleep. It folded its wings in the big hole it had dug last night, curled up into a ball and snored loudly.
Ye Shubai, who had gotten up early to practice swordplay, looked at it, but quickly looked away, put away his sword, and threw a piece of animal skin on it.
The fat dragon was unconscious and rubbed the animal hide. He slept very soundly with a spirit bead in his mouth, and his snoring became louder and louder.
"Hey, I see the weather is clear and cloudless, how come I can hear thunder on the top of the mountain?"
Xu Wanfeng whispered to his fellow apprentice, Bai Yushan's face darkened, and he said seriously: "It must be because Master's cultivation is so profound that it attracted the thunder."
"Does that mean we might get struck by lightning if we come up here? Why don't we come back another day?"
Yue Xingzhou, who had come to advise the master not to be a beast after getting drunk last night, had no recollection of what had happened. Now he had returned to his usual dignified and gentle demeanor, shook his head and said with a smile, "My two junior brothers, please stop joking. We are already at the master's residence, so remember to be respectful."
Xu Wanfeng seemed to want to say something but stopped himself, and Bai Yushan sighed.
Yue Xingzhou did not realize that something was wrong with his fellow apprentices. He had already reached the top of the mountain, and saw a familiar figure standing at the entrance of the familiar courtyard. He immediately stepped forward and bowed deeply and respectfully. His posture and tone were the most appropriate. He said politely and humbly: "Greetings, Master. I am here to bother you. May I ask how you are, Master."
Ye Shubai looked at him deeply, his handsome eyebrows and beautiful eyes lowered silently, and he moved his gaze away lightly, without paying any attention to him, and just poured himself a cup of cold tea and drank it.
Xu Wanfeng, who was always very courageous, winked at Bai Yushan and said, "Look, Master got so angry when he saw Senior Brother that he could only drink tea to cool down."
Bai Yushan also had mixed feelings. He and his second senior brother had originally tried to stop the eldest senior brother from coming up, but the eldest senior brother insisted that today was Junior Sister Wen's birthday, so he had to come up to give a gift and also to greet the master.
This is not giving a gift, this is making Master upset!
Sure enough, he mentioned this matter in the next sentence: "Today is Junior Sister Wen's sixteenth birthday. She is considered a child in our cultivation world at this age. She shouldn't be as boring as us, who are hundreds of years old. Therefore, the three of us, as senior brothers, have prepared birthday gifts for her."
These words were said in an extremely humble manner, but unfortunately they were stabbing Ye Shubai in the heart everywhere. Xu Wanfeng was worried for him when he heard them.
Fortunately, the master is the master after all, and his character and cultivation are far beyond the reach of their disciples. There is no sign of anger on his face, and he still looks as calm and composed as usual.
Ye Shubai sat under the plum tree and drank his last cup of tea. Without even looking at Yue Xingzhou and the other two, he turned and walked towards his side room, saying only lightly, "She hasn't woken up yet. You guys wait here."
Yue Xingzhou looked at the Master's receding back, a little curious: "I feel like the Master is a little colder today than usual. Could it be that we didn't come to greet him a few days ago and made him unhappy?"
The two fellow apprentices standing behind him looked at each other, sighed, and muttered in a low voice: "I think Master should be in a very good mood today."
"I also think that if he was really in a bad mood, the eldest brother should have been expelled from the Tenth Peak by now."
Ye Shubai asked them to wait here for Wen Yun who was lying in bed, but they naturally would not wait obediently. The three of them found a stone bench in the yard and sat on it, but their eyes were all directed towards the pit in front of them.
"I don't think the weather has changed, so why is the thunder still so loud?"
Bai Yushan pointed with his giant sword: "The sound seems to be coming from that pit."
Xu Wanfeng's eyes lit up: "Speaking of which, I heard some noises last night, which seemed to come from the top of the mountain. Looking at this big pit, could it be that Master has comprehended a new sword move? There is still residual sword intent at the bottom of the pit, so there are bursts of thunder?"
At this point, their eyes lit up, and they walked towards the big pit involuntarily, ready to observe up close the power of the second half of the ascension strongman.
When we got to the edge of the pit, we found a little piglet with a fat belly lying in the middle.
Because a person with such a fairy-like air like Ye Shubai would definitely not raise pigs, and there were indeed some birds and beasts running to the peak from time to time, so they just thought it was a wild boar.
Xu Wanfeng lightly jumped to the bottom of the pit and took the pig out. He weighed it, flicked the almost invisible little wings on its back and sighed, "This must be some kind of pig beast that has absorbed spiritual power and mutated. It's so fat."
The little fire dragon was sleeping soundly in his arms, holding the spirit pearl tightly in its mouth, not moving at all.
Bai Yushan was very excited and suggested, "Second Brother, the crane you roasted earlier tasted very good. The dry bird meat could be roasted to such a delicious taste. If this fat pig is roasted..."
Wen Yun came out yawning and just heard these words. His sleepiness immediately disappeared and he quickly jumped out to take back the little fire dragon from Xu Wanfeng.
“You can’t eat this!”
Xu Wanfeng had taken out his fan to cover the dark circles under his eyes from staying up all night. He was always very careful about his image in front of female cultivators. He asked with a smile, "Junior sister is so stingy that she doesn't even want to share the pork with you, senior brother?"
"This is not a pig, it's just a dragon." Wen Yun did not intend to hide it from his family. He patted the little fire dragon's fat butt and warned them seriously: "Don't let it hear this. It holds a grudge very well."
"That's true. Pigs are very vengeful. I also raised pigs at home before I became an immortal, so I know it very well." Bai Yushan nodded in understanding: "One day I forgot to feed it, and since then every time I go to the pigpen, it will be bullied."
"Haha, it turns out that pigs are quite smart?"
Wen Yun: “…”
No, you just ignore the previous sentence and only care about the fact that pigs hold grudges
Fortunately, the eldest senior brother was still reliable when he wasn't drinking. He said considerately, "Is this Junior Sister Wen's pet? Hurry and put it away. I'll make a nameplate for it someday to prevent it from running out of the mountain and being caught and eaten by others."
Wen Yun: “…”
So actually, you think it's a pig, don't you? Don't you really want to see its little wings
After much persuasion, Wen Yun finally dissuaded them from the idea of roasting a dragon. When she asked them what they were doing there, she found out that they were there to celebrate her birthday.
In fact, few people in the world of cultivation celebrate their birthdays. After all, one lives for hundreds of years. Either they can't remember, or they are tired of living too long. Only ordinary people, whose lives are as short as a flash of fireworks, cherish their birthdays.
But Wen Yun was, after all, the junior sister of the Tenth Peak, and she was very young, so she was deeply loved.
What Yue Xingzhou gave was a defensive magic weapon for the Spirit Transformation Stage. When not in use, it was an exquisite jade hairpin with several jade pieces in the shape of clouds hanging on it. It would sway when she wore it in her hair while walking, which was quite interesting.
What Xu Wanfeng gave was a box full of rouge and powder. According to him, he specially sought out hundreds of female cultivators who were proficient in makeup and purchased them carefully. All the items were good stuff that were popular in the world of cultivation.
What Bai Yushan sent was... a mustard seed bag full of firewood.
He said righteously, "Junior sister likes to burn wood. Although I don't quite understand this hobby, I support you. Come on, I'll give you all. Is that enough? If not, there's more!"
"That's enough, that's enough." Wen Yun accepted the gifts with a moved and complicated mood, thanked them politely, and took out three helicopter chickens from his mustard seed bag as a return gift. The three brothers immediately forgot the regret of not having eaten pork, and went down with happy smiles on their faces.
But after they left, another group of people came to look for Wen Yun.
Zhu Erchong and Bao Pilong led many of their fellow disciples to climb the tenth peak, but they were brave enough to go up, while others did not dare to go to the top of the mountain. After all, everyone knew that Old Ancestor Ye, who had killed people through tribulations with one sword, was up there, so they could only use the jade communication slip to get Wen Yun to come down.
This group of people were all direct disciples who went to participate in the sword-fighting conference together. They had a good relationship with Wen Yun. Coincidentally, Senior Sister Meng Ran learned from her master a few days ago that Wen Yun was turning sixteen years old, and thinking that they had not been able to get together after returning to the sect, they simply came together to find her.
A group of people stood at the foot of the tenth peak. Thanks to Zhu Erchong and Bao Pilong's constant bragging, the sect's young disciples' fear of Ye Shubai had dissipated a lot. At least they would not avoid him as much as they did in the beginning.
"Speaking of which... Junior Sister Wen is so senior, how should we address her when we meet later?"
As soon as this question was asked, everyone fell silent.
The seniority of the people from the Tenth Peak is too high. According to the rules of the sect, everyone should call Wen Yun "Grandmaster".
But let's not talk about the fact that they are used to calling her "Junior Sister", she is only sixteen years old. Looking at such a little kid, they can call her "Uncle Master", but they really can't call her "Grand Master"!
But this complicated feeling soon disappeared.
A young girl ran down the simple bluestone path on the tenth peak, smiling with curved eyebrows. Before she arrived, she had already called out in a crisp voice: "Senior Brothers and Sisters!"
Everyone's hearts suddenly settled down and they felt deeply relieved. Fortunately, Junior Sister Wen was still the same Junior Sister Wen.
Everyone has a good relationship in private, and no one cares if the seniority is messed up. Isn’t it just that the master calls you brother or sister? What’s the big deal
Just don’t be like Zhu Erchong and be heard by your respective masters!
Zhu Erchong was deeply moved, and he stroked his chest and sighed: "I have heard the word 'senior brother' for decades, but this is the sweetest and most comfortable one."
Bao Pilong laughed and said, "Next time, let Junior Sister Wen call you like this in front of your master. Then you will be your master's..."
Before he finished speaking, Wen Yun looked up and said curiously, "Brother Zhu, did you fight with others in swordplay again? But this injury is a bit strange. Why is your face all black and blue? Is there anyone in the sect who is practicing boxing?"
Zhu Erchong, whose eyes were covered with panda eyes after being beaten by his master, smiled with difficulty and passed over the topic with a laugh: "It's an accident, don't mention it. I heard that today is your birthday, so we came to give you some gifts."
There weren't actually that many spirit jades in the sword cultivators' mustard seed bags. Even though these people were all direct disciples, their cultivation was not yet high, and they usually spent a lot of money, so the things they sent at this time were not valuable.
However, each person put a lot of thought into the gifts they gave, and Wen Yun happily accepted them all.
It just so happened that Zhu Erchong sent more than ten roasted fat cranes, and Senior Sister Meng Ran sent two large jars of fine wine that had been buried for half a hundred years. Everyone simply sat on the grass at the foot of the mountain and ate meat and drank wine happily.
This situation and environment was as if I was back to the first time I attended the sword-fighting competition. Everyone was a group of young men and women who were looking forward to the future and they were chatting harmoniously.
Because Zhu Erchong and Bao Pilong had told their previous experiences countless times, everyone was tired of hearing them and wanted to know where Shen Xinghai had gone, so Wen Yun picked up some unimportant experiences and told them, focusing on the fish Shen Xinghai caught and the two silly apprentices he had.
For a moment, the grass at the foot of the Tenth Peak, which had always been as quiet and desolate as a barren mountain, was littered with all kinds of precious swords. The sword masters put aside their usual coldness and solemnity, sat in a circle in a crooked manner, clinking glasses and fighting for meat, laughing and talking, and it was very lively.
Until a long and clear cry of cranes was heard.
The person who jumped down from the crane was Liu Luoyin. Her originally beautiful face became pale and dull, and her eyes were slightly red.
The laughter suddenly stopped and everyone looked at her, not knowing how to start.
Ever since Xie Mi'an's accident at the sword-fighting meeting, Liu Luoyin has become less arrogant and difficult to get along with since he returned.
It's just that she is the daughter of a noble leader, and the First Peak has always been superior to other peaks, so people don't interact with her much in private.
Elder Ouyang was also from the First Peak. Ye Shubai killed him with one sword when he came back. In addition, the First Peak had previously deliberately erased all traces of the Tenth Peak in the sect. Many people privately said that the two peaks were fighting for power in the sect. The disciples of the First Peak would spit when the Tenth Peak was mentioned.
At this critical moment, Liu Luoyin actually came over. What on earth was going on? It couldn't be that she was here to celebrate Wen Yun's birthday, right
She didn't seem to expect that there would be so many people here. She looked at everyone in panic, and finally set her eyes on Wen Yun. She gritted her teeth, but still couldn't say anything.
Wen Yun didn't dislike Liu Luoyin. She probably didn't know about Ye Shubai's affairs. Although she was a little arrogant, she acted in a smart and upright manner, especially the way she decisively got rid of Xie Mi'an before. Wen Yun admired her very much.
To put it bluntly, he was holding a grudge against Xie Mi'an, so she felt good when she saw Liu Luoyin slap him in the face.
She generously tore off a roasted crane leg and handed it over, smiling and greeting, "Senior Sister Liu is here too? Come on, let's eat meat and drink together."
Liu Luoyin was startled by her address at first, and took the crispy roasted crane leg in a daze. She didn't eat it, but just looked at Wen Yun with complicated eyes.
"Wen..." Her voice was a little hoarse, and her beautiful eyes blinked, and big tears rolled down.
She held the crane leg and cried silently. Finally, she fell to her knees in front of everyone's astonished gaze!
"Junior Sister Wen, can you please let me see Grandmaster Ye? My father failed in his attempt to transcend the tribulation in seclusion. Now only Grandmaster Ye can save him!"